On his motorcycle, not at a party.
Just the fact that everyone now knows who Christoph Waltz is means something has gone very right.
Best Picture race is too close to call! Exciting!
Lohan does Jesus, Pattinson passes out, Quentin Tarantino nibbles ear, and more from this month's issues.
When you attend over a dozen movie awards shows, parties, lunches, brunches, teas, and Q&As over two weeks, you learn a few things.
Hint: The Best Actress category seems to be up for grabs.
James Cameron! Harvey Weinstein! Advanced math!
"Ten flashing lights are a nuisance, but 500 are fantastic."
"I wasn't interested in just being a straight-up bad guy who was killing people willy-nilly."
As long as he gets to smoke another giant pipe, we totally applaud this development.
She couldn't hear anything from wherever she was at the time.
Which roles have been cast? Which ones are still open? When will Quentin find a suitable Hitler?
Plus: Quentin Tarantino finds his villain, and Eric Stoltz catches WWII fever!